Chapter 170 Thunder on the ground, clouds and mist

Style: Gaming Author: Dear melonWords: 5295Update Time: 24/01/19 02:21:05
There are two emotions permeating the green field.

Real Madrid superstars gathered in the corner flag area to celebrate.

The Leverkusen players were scattered and felt lost.

Captain Bender waved his arms and loudly encouraged his teammates: "Cheer up!"

Useless.

When the strength and performance of the encourager cannot convince everyone, it will only increase the negative emotions of the team.

Leno couldn't hold it in any longer, and when he was about to start spraying, he saw Li Kang get into the goal, pick up the football, and run back to the center circle.

far away.

Bell was stunned and looked at Marcelo: "Do you feel that this scene is a bit familiar?"

Marcelo was a little confused: "I don't think so. Their defense is very problematic and there is no hope."

Under the urging of the referee, the Real Madrid players ended their celebration.

The game resumed quickly.

Courtside.

Dino asked weakly: "Boss, should we make some adjustments?"

Old Man Top waved his hand and sighed:

"There is no problem with our defensive arrangement, but the opponent's players are far inferior to our opponents."

"As long as we can play an effective offense."

"Fuck, the ball dropped again."

The football just transitioned to the Real Madrid half.

Bellarabi hasn't stopped the ball yet.

A sturdy figure rushed towards him and with a tap of his toes, he easily completed the steal.

"Dragonfly touches the water!"

"Use the most ferocious attitude and make the most gentle gestures."

"Casemiro grasps the timing of the steal very well."

"His propulsion ability is also very strong!"

Since the Ancelotti era, Real Madrid has abandoned its purely defensive midfielder.

Although Casemiro was completely defeated by Li Kang in the national team, he is now in Real Madrid, and you Li Kang don't have that group of magician teammates!

Leverkusen's midfielder quickly counterattacked.

Casemiro looks like a melee midfielder, but he is actually very delicate with his feet.

After continuous dribbling past Keesling, he sent a diagonal pass.

The football passed over the center line and accurately found Kroos, whose hair would never be messed up.

The latter did not look up to observe.

Body tilted.

Swing your legs slightly.

Sent an elegant long diagonal pass.

Leverkusen's retreating formation was penetrated again.

Marcelo seemed to be galloping on the open prairie, easily speeding up and throwing away the opponent Borges.

"It's not offside."

"It was like the football was stuck to his foot."

"Single sword!"

"The flowers are coming out!"

"Another simple and efficient offensive method, which penetrated Leverkusen with just two passes!"

Van Dyke has a headache: it is impossible to repair the hole.

The speed of his retreat could not keep up with the sprint speed of the Real Madrid fullback.

Hopeless.

It's about to be broken down again.

Leno lowered his center of gravity, calculated the distance between the opponent and the goal, and struck decisively!

He had no choice but to attack.

Maybe the whole world thought he was facing Marcelo.

In fact, it can only be observed in the penalty area: Benzema and Bell also came from different directions.

If you hesitate for two more seconds.

The Leverkusen goalkeeper has to face one defense and three defenses.

"Leno's attack was a bit casual."

"Marcelo's skills with his feet are very delicate, look at it. Drift over!"

Outside the front line of the penalty area.

Marcelo was very calm, slowed down slightly, and showed off dazzling feints with his feet.

The shoulders show no signs of sinking.

The waist and hips kept twisting.

Leno didn't want to be fooled, but he couldn't wait for the support of his teammates and could only rely on himself!

Snapped!

The moment the two of them got close.

Marcelo stretched his upper body forward, inserted his left foot and knocked the ball to the right!

The whole place was in an uproar!

Left road links right road!

Bell's figure appeared in everyone's sight.

Empty door!

Absolutely empty!

Real Madrid fans are elated.

Leverkusen fans were in a state of shock.

Old Man Top covered his face in pain.

Dino was stunned.

"The connection between left and right!"

"Gareth Bale, he's going to kill."

The voices of Duan Xuan and He Wei stopped abruptly.

The microphone is not faulty.

On the big screen, a figure stopped Bell who was about to push the ball!

Li Kang!

Bell's figure stopped suddenly and took control of the ball first.

Psychological game?

Only Busquets would "game" at such a critical moment!

Real Madrid's giant right foot gently pushed the ball diagonally with the outside instep, bursting out with extremely strong aggression and trying to pass Leverkusen's No. 10.

too fast.

Not the incredible pace of Messi and Robben, but the extremely terrifying explosive power.

The door is broken, right in front of you!

Li Kang turned around.

In the field of vision, the shadow of the red and black soul filled the air crazily.

In the eyes of everyone present.

He used his left foot to support himself and stretched out his right foot.

An action that looks like a shovel but not a shovel.

Stopped in front of Real Madrid's super giant again!

There was a snap.

The football rolled off the line.

Bell's pupils shrank, looking confused.

In a small restricted area.

They both fell to the ground.

"Is it a penalty?"

"Ah! No problem, it's not a penalty kick!"

"Corner kick!"

With the referee's gesture, he pointed to the corner flag area.

Bernabeu, applause fell.

Real Madrid fans were a bit shocked.

Leverkusen fans are excited.

Old Man Top slapped his forehead helplessly.

Dino said bitterly: "We only have one Li"

Studio.

The whole process of the rescue was replayed on the big screen.

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[Bell. Didn’t get in without an empty goal? 】

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[Li Mingdeng is smart. When playing against Real Madrid, he cannot help defend a group of pig teammates. Instead, he rushes directly to the penalty area. 】

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[Leno blocked Marcelo, Li Kang intercepted Bale! 】

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[Bell’s impact in a small space is also super powerful! I really can’t imagine that Xiao Lizi can stop him! 】

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[Two people reincarnate between eating alive and being eaten alive! 】

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[The final defensive action is a bit like Nesta's half-turn flying tackle. 】

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[Maldini said: "When I have to make a tackle, it means I have made a mistake." Li Mingdeng is nothing more than that, the real defense should be]

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[Nah, that was the fault of his teammates. Li Mingdeng worked his way back to the small penalty area. 】

On the green field.

Ronaldo, who belatedly arrived at the top of the penalty area, spread his hands angrily. He said that Bell, who had just faced the empty goal, should pass the ball back to him!

Bell ignored him, stood up on his knees, and pulled Li Kang up.

"Beautifully defended!"

Li Kang nodded seriously.

From God's perspective, all the details of the game so far are constantly reviewed.

There is no "200 million takeoff".

There is no "Mu-style anti-rebellion".

There is no "Anchor midfield diamond".

Zidane was able to grind Leverkusen to the ground with just the simplest tactics.

Psychological game?

Only if the overall level is equal and the rhythm can be controlled, can one be qualified to talk about games.

Right now, he had no chance to breathe.

All overall playing methods require teammates to assist in passing.

It is clear.

Leverkusen's players do not have the conditions to execute any complex tactics at the Bernabeu.

far away.

Cross quickly ran to the corner flag area.

Zidane waved Ramos forward to increase the offensive high point!

The Real Madrid coach wasn't going to give it any chance.

A two-goal lead has not fully reflected the gulf in strength.

Leverkusen's defense and set-piece defense are their only remaining strengths.

In the Leverkusen penalty area, heads were shaking.

The football drew an elegant arc in mid-air.

"Come forward!"

"Ramos!"

"Oh! It's too straight!"

Ramos slapped his forehead regretfully.

Leno jumped high and held the ball firmly with both hands.

Run immediately after landing.

Stretch your body and lean back.

Hold the ball with one hand.

This strange action made the teammates stunned: Is there anyone else in the frontcourt?

There really is!

Li Kang!

Leverkusen's goalkeeper is like a shot putter at this time!

The Real Madrid players, who were about to retreat, suddenly realized something passed over their heads!

Powerful hand throw?

"too suddenly!"

"Real Madrid was caught off guard!"

"It's Li Kang, he didn't participate in the defense of the corner kick just now!"

At the top of the center arc.

Li Kang lifted his foot to remove the ball.

Modric stopped him.

The overall strength gap between the two teams was too big, and there was no chance for the two of them to compete in a battle of wits.

The Eye of Truth is filled with thick black smoke.

But he couldn't see clearly the change of focus in Real Madrid's midfield.

“Textbook perfect card position.”

"Li Kang is going to lose this ball!"

"There's no point in dragging it out, the Real Madrid players quickly retreated and got into position!"

"oops!"

The essence of excellence: it is the use of one's own center of gravity and the deception of the defensive player's center of gravity.

Li Kang gently raised his left foot.

Modric took the decisive step.

His steal timing and defensive anticipation have reached an unimaginable level.

In an instant.

The Eye of Truth caught its prey.

A sad shadow appeared in Li Kang's vision.

Purple Lily Baggio.

The shadows of the two people under the spotlight were run over by a "V" shape.

Modric kicked his foot in the air and his smile froze.

The football went around behind him.

Li Kang also appeared behind him.

There was silence at the Bernabeu.

"grace!"

"Chicken!"

“Maintain complexity and leave no trace behind!”

"Baggio-style pull-the-ball!"

Modric was stunned.

Everything happening in front of him was beyond his control of the game information.

Courtside.

Dino was stunned.

Old Man Top angrily ordered the other team members to keep up the pace.

The other side.

Zidane's eyes were glowing and he murmured:

"The subtle movement of lifting his left foot first was to explore Modric's center of gravity."

"genius!"

"Lee looks exactly like me when we were young."

Leverkusen's formation pressed forward like crazy.

They saw a glimmer of hope.

Son Heung-min and Bella Rabbi sprinted wildly.

Unfortunately, the timing of the start was too late, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't catch up.

Real Madrid's defense at this time is extremely weak:

Ramos and Marcelo, who participated in the corner kick attack, will not be able to get back for a while.

Varane and Carvajal are left in the backcourt.

Can the two of them guard against Li Kang?

In theory, of course it can be prevented.

Against the wind.

Li Kang galloped into Real Madrid's half.

Baggio's shadow gradually disappeared.

The ball contact accuracy cannot be maintained during high-speed running.

The speed is getting slower and slower.

There is no support from any teammates.

He is about to face Varane, who is at the peak of his career.

Varane is different from all defensive legends in history.

Before being seriously injured.

He is the most perfect central defender template.

In the game, all defensive attributes, including speed, are maxed out.

right.

speed.

Whether it's starting speed, turning speed, or long-distance running.

"Li Kang's speed with the ball is too slow."

"I can't make it."

"That's Varane who gives Barcelona and the South American trident a headache!"

"Santiago Bernabeu"

Everyone thought that Leverkusen's attack was about to come to an abrupt end.

Li Kang, who has lost his speed, is like an arrow that has exceeded its range, and will eventually fall limply in front of Varane.

Next.

A breathtaking scene occurred.

The youngest talented central defender in Europe met the youngest talented midfielder.

Li Kang gently pushed the ball to the outside!

Varane responded quickly. He has not experienced serious injuries at this time, and his turning speed and starting speed are the best in the world.

In a trance,

He noticed a gust of wind blowing past him.

Li Kang?

How could this kid's explosive speed be so fast?

It's time to catch up with Bell!

right!

At this time, a shadow appeared in Li Kang's field of vision.

It's Bell!

Gareth Bale!

Thunder breaks out from the ground!

Soaring in the clouds and riding in the fog!

The Great Sage has arrived!

Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath.

All eyes are on Leverkusen No. 10!

The billboards on both sides of the green field began to blur.

In just two seconds, Li Kang got rid of Varane by two positions.

That's the three-step invincible Varane!

What incredible speed this is!

Three seconds later.

Li Kang received the ball passed to him!

The moment he touched the ball, his speed didn't slow down at all.

It was as if there was another force pushing him.

The terrifying speed soared again!

Like a bolt of lightning, it penetrated Real Madrid's backcourt!

"Wow!"

"too fast!"

"Li Kang passed the ball to himself three seconds later!"

"It's so fast that the director camera can't keep up!"

“The content of the billboards on both sides cannot be clearly seen!”

"Immaculate man-ball pass!"

"Varané! The super genius Varane, the one who left MSN helpless, was eaten by Li Kangsheng!"

Old Man Top and Dino were stunned.

Zidane looked confused.

Bell was dumbfounded.

Carvajal wants to make up for the defense!

He's not slow either.

But it can't be compared with the terrifying explosive power displayed by Li Kang at this time!

What does the coaching staff do for food?

Why didn't you know that this guy looked so much like Bell?

Thirty meters.

Twenty meters.

Fifteen meters.

Costa Rica goalkeeper Navas was breathing rapidly and couldn't help but measure the distance between Li Kang and the goal in his mind.

At the Bernabeu, the stands were silent.

Real Madrid fans were disappointed.

Leverkusen fans are excited.

hope.

There is hope.

Li Kang is the light in the darkness!

Boom!

Accompanied by an explosion that resounded across the sky!

The gate of the Bernabeu collapsed.

2:1! ! !

The whole place was quiet.

The moment Bell's shadow disappeared.

Li Kang lost his center of gravity and fell to the turf.

There were bursts of muscle tearing pain in the calf.

The breeze from the Iberian Peninsula blew his black hair.

"pretty!"

"The goal went in!"

"He captured the Bernabeu!"

"A cool escape from the center circle! A violent long-range shot after a long run!"

"The goal-scoring process combined with several elements has a strong visual impact!"

"It's unbelievable that Leverkusen, who was beaten without any power to fight back, actually scored a goal! It's not a script of being massacred and bloodbathed!"

"This is a battle! The game is still full of suspense!"

"Li Kang, fight against the Bernabeu stars alone!"

No, I feel dizzy and have chest pain. I can’t finish the update today.

(End of chapter)